Jacobs Point of View.
I was sitting in my room trying to get my body under control. Lennox was fighting for dominance non-stop. I’d sat down to catch my breath, only for him to take over and make a dart for the door. He opened it, I closed it, he opened it I closed it.
‘Lennox. Not only is this drawing attention to us, but we’re wasting time.’
If a housekeeper came knocking to check that everything was ok, I couldn’t guarantee that Lennox wouldn’t murder them out right.
‘It was her. It had to be her. You think the same. Why are we doing nothing?
‘Because I’m trying to come up with a f*****g plan here. And taking over every 30 seconds is not helping the cause. We don’t KNOW it’s her, we THINK it could be her.’
Although what made me think that was anyone's guess. She didn’t
